Guilt of thy heart No angel's arms can heal A shadow beyond this light scattered haze No heavenly glow can conceal.
Eyes wide; perpetual fear Tearing a mind to shreds As I sew together fragments of glass With only lace and silk.
A source of endless power I wield And wrapped in the tight and warmth Everything is safely within my reach Yet rest is never found here.
Heaven's ice: Wonderous marvel to behold More intricate than nature's vain copy. Baroque pattern; a curlicue forming slowly And now the chill is felt within.
Those freezing patterns Settle to crystalline A perfect prison Around thy heart
I've been working on and off for ages, so I can't remember how long it took. I'm still not quite finished with it, but it'll do for now, I might come back and play with it again later.